Giant question marks are made to have a conclusion or idea after them. Why do I want to live out of my backpack, and meander the country? I want to prove to myself that I can. Even with a bad ankle and no real survival skills, a girl in her mid-twenties can do what she sets her mind to.
Will this bring me fortune and make my name known? That's not what I'm aiming for. That's why I keep my milestones personal and share only a few pictures.
Everyone in this society follows the path laid before them. Maybe some stray a little, but they still come out owning a house, getting married, creating other humans, and working jobs they hate to pay for vacations that never last long enough. That is not the path I want right now.
I don't want to work everyday at a job I don't 100% love to save money for a future that doesn't talk to me. Will I realize the American dream is my dream? Maybe. But that's not something I'm going to focus my energy on right now. Right now I want to carry my weight, find skills that didn't know I had, make it through the day and still find good places to hang my hammock. Every day won't be fun or easy. Living in the city has those days, and the good days are even further away.
Yes I could do what the other people do and follow the path until death or divorce or cancer makes me open my eyes. I don't want to sell my soul to whatever company will buy it so the last some-odd years of my life can be enjoyable. I'm perfectly okay with earning my keep everyday I am alive. I will live my life the way I see fit, & I will not put energy into people and things that drag me down. I want to live my golden years the way I want to, how I want to, when I want to. No one is depending on me, besides myself. These are my choices and my ideas, and if I'm the only person that believes in me, then so be it.
